Callin' in Sick
Buck-O-Nine Lyrics


I'm calling in sick
I'm calling in sick
This is mike and I'm calling in sick
My leg got hurt got hit by a brick
This is mike and I'm calling in sick
I spent four years in the USMC
I learned how to fight
I learned how to drink
And when I got a real job I couldnt believe
So every Monday morning
This is what you'll here from me
I've never had a job
More than minimum wage
I've never worked an 8 hour day
And if my boss says son you gotta work late
As quick as I could say it
This is what you'd here me say

its 9:15 and I'm late again
I think ill finish that fifth of gin
Then ill call my boss and ill tell him again
Ill tell him that I'm not coming in

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Comments from YouTube:

Mike Parker

One of my all time favorite SKA songs from the 90’s. Saw them live twice. First time was at Big Heart City in SF then a year or so later at the Edge in Palo Alto.

B Hogan

Still think of this song when I am missing work

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